Selected quad for the lemma: cause_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
cause_n	death_n	die_v	live_v	2,678	5	5.5283	4	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A06170	Phillis: honoured vvith pastorall sonnets, elegies, and amorous delights VVhere-vnto is annexed, the tragicall complaynt of Elstred.	Lodge, Thomas, 1558?-1625.	1593 (1593)	STC 16662; ESTC S109576	26,079	88

and ayre with moistnes fulsome Yet not resoluing or decaying them So was Locrinus blamed for this action Who brought to head heere-through a mighty faction For Guendolen with that heroick sprite Where-with her Father was enobled erst To wreake on me her Miriades of despight The sentence of her wrongs by power reuerst Her harmes by armes she vowd to satis-fie And heereon leuied a mighty Armie And thus attended in tryumphant order And garded by her warlike Cornish crew She pitcht her field neere to those banks which border This azure-mantled streame where now we rewe The King that sets a womans threates at nought Prest men and met hys foe and with her fought But so would Fortune fie on Fortune fickle That by a shaft Locrinus was confounded His scattered troopes like sheaues before the sickle Fell downe or fled or died deadly wounded Ah guilt lesse soules they perrisht for my sinnes And from theyr fall my tragedy beginnes Ah Fortune nurse of fooles poyson of hope Fuell of vaine desires deserts destruction Impugner of preuentions errors scope Supposed soueraigne through our vaine construction Princesse of Paganisme roote of impietie Deuill on earth masked in deitie Scorne of the learned Follies eldest sister Bastard of tyme begot by vaine opinion Against thy power O peeuish proud resister Mother of lyes and Mistresse of illusion Vampe of vaine glory double faced shroe Whose smyles at first succesfull end in woe It was not thou tho worldly wits accuse thee That sette Mount Gibel of my plagues a burning It was not thou my conscience doth excuse thee It was my sinne that wrought myne ouer-turning It was but iustice from the heauens inflicted On lustfull life defamed and conuicted As when the poule that vnder-props the Vine Is rest away the crimson clusters fall And as the buildings suddainly decline That want the meanes to stay them vp withall So when the King and all his trusty freends Were fled or slaine then loe mine honour ends My lyttle daughter left alone with me Both trauersing the fatall blood-dewd plaine More fit to feare then fleete avvay to flee At last arriu'd where as my loue lay slayne Oh slaying sight vvounds vvounding death death breeding Pale lookes yee seales of sorrovv palenes feeding Sweet Image of his lyuing excellence Whilst thus it lay ah-las that thus it lay Impatient greefe would leaue me no defence I cald on death but teares wept death away His worst was past I sigh'd but sighes nor slender Teares worke no truce but where the hart is tender And as the straw vnto the Iette fast cleaueth So clunge I both myne armes about his necke Pouring my plaints in eares that nought conceaueth Ah loue quoth I vnkind why dost thou checke Why dost thou mate the minds that most admire thee And in our needes in constant thus retire thee Breathe life in him againe or leaue me breathlesse Or from thine enuious tryumphant throne Send forth Despayre with locks vnkempt and wreathlesse To ioyne by death two soules in life but one And since at once our harts thou didst inspire Let both of vs O Loue at once expire Oh spent on barraine ground my flood-like weeping Loue would not heare tho gan I trembling try If kisses could reuiue his ceaslesse sleeping But death repines these baites of fond desire I suckt his wounds and wrapt them round about But ah the life before was issued out I faynting fell enfeebled through my sufferaunce My child that saw me fall for griefe fell by me I wept she cryde both gaue griefe sustenaunce I fainted and she fainting layd her nie me Euen what I kyst she kist and what I sayd She sayd and what I fear'd made her afrayd For euery sigh a sigh for euery teare A teare she was no niggard of her moane Ah beauties blossome blasted in the eare Thou daughter of the haplesse woful one The croppes of cares together must thou gather And loose at once both Mother life and Father Whilst thus we breath'd our Elegies of sorrow Not recking who beheld or who surpris'd vs The free-booters that raunge the Champion thorow Who by our robes of some high race surmis'd vs Layd hands on vs and brought vs to the Queene Who sate tryumphant royally beseene Looke how fayre locked Iuno was affected When she the monster-queller did behold With selfe-like proud-full enmitie infected The Queene sate hatching murthers manifold And as the wrathfull tempest that doth follow In high-topt trees long murmureth ere it blow So gan she to euacuate by her tongue The Hydraes of reuenge she had intended With tyring taunts at first my heart she stoonge And fierce vpbraydes with bitter buffets ended Suborner of lasciuiousnesse she cride Hast thou no vale of shame thy lookes to hide Misgouern'd Minion in whose wanton browes The registers of wretched life are written Suborner of contempt lasciuious blowse By whom my ioyes were blasted and frost-bitten Mistresse of murthers loosenesse and what not Now are you compast in your proud complot The Caedar tree is falne that did protect you From euery stormie threat and hate I ment thee But now fierce rage by footsteps shall direct you To timelesse death for-thy vaine wretch repent thee Thou art but dead for death my hate must bound Thy childe thy selfe together shall be drownd This said she wild the Ministers to bind Our tender armes and now pale feare addrest Our wayning roses quite beyond theyr kind To flie our cheekes and helpe our hearts opprest Feare sommond teares teares came and stroue to stint A ceaslesse hate within a hart of flint But weladay our Doomesday was ordaind For when the oceans of our moane assaild her A ruthles rocke deaf-eared she disdaind We faild not to submit but pittie faild her Then lowlie-creeping prostrate at her feete In these laments for mercy I intreate Pittifull Queene sayd I vouchsafe t'assommon The partiallest opinions of thy mind And yet remembring thee thou art a woman Heare thou with reason not affection blind Then loe my proofes to such effect shall sort As they from thee some pittie shall extort If vnder couert of ambitious rising Or fond intention to suggest the King Or by complots of mine owne lewd deuising I had surmisd or practisd any thing Where-through Locrinus should affect me so Iust were my death and iust mine ouerthrow But happy heauens haue registred the truth They know my cause and they can thee assure It was not I it was thy husbands youth That made him loue and traind him to the lure What should poore Captiues doo or what should I Twere better loue and liue than loath and die My sexe was weake my sences farre more weaker Afflictions taught me to accept occasion I am a poore vnwilling wedlock breaker I was vnable to withstand inuasion For where the Conquerer crau'd I knew full well He could commaund if so I should rebell What is the Wren to wrastle with the Gripe Or mine vnarmed will to resolution Although my beauty made affections